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Name: Genesis Alvarez
Species: Lycan
Age: 28
Hair:Dark Brown w/blonde highlights, slight curl, hanging to mid-back
Eyes: Hazel
Height: 5'
Weight: 105lbs
Orientation / Marital Status: In a Union / Straight
Current Occupation:'Independent contractor'
Past Occupation: Former U.S. Marine, Military Police Officer, E-5 rank. 2 tours in Afghanistan served. Brief time on Marksmanship Team.Genesis was not born into a loving environment. Her father was unknown to her, her mother a bit of an overly promiscuous woman.
However, Genesis was born a natural Lycan, like both her mother and father, and as such, she learned from birth how to control her abilities.
Genesis isn't much one for material things. A bit of a tom-boy, she prefers comfort and practicality over what's currently fashionable. She's right at home in a pair of jeans, cargo pants or shorts and a t-shirt.
Genesis is rather sullen in expression. A hard life has left her feeling older than her 28 years. But when she finds something that brings her joy, her smile is so radiant, it makes others around her want to smile as well, and her laugh is light and somewhat musical.
Though short in stature and slight in weight, Genesis is in peak physical condition. She carries herself proudly, and though short, she stands tall, never slouching, despite her 'leave me alone' facial expression.
She was not much one for socializing since the military, but has come to find a few people she has come to call friends. Genesis was former military police. Women couldn't be scout snipers, but she was so spot on, she did receive the Crossed Rifles and spent a bit of time on the Marksmanship Team. It didn't count for much in a man's Corp, but in the private sector she was valuable.It should be noted that Genesis will oft times resort to weapons, primarily guns, before shifting to Lycan forms.

Genesis has three primary forms:
Human: Slightly stronger than an average human, with highly enhanced senses.

Were/Crinos: Partially Wolf dominant minded. Genesis grows to nearly 6 1/2 feet tall, with added muscle and bulk bringing her to nearly 300lbs. Eyes hazel with a golden sheen. Highly enhanced senses, razor sharp maw of teeth, and slashing claws. Also has the ability to heal from wounds quicker in this form.

Giving a slow nod, Summer looked off into the distance. “Yea, we’re all close in age. My parents had us like, bam bam bam, one right after another.” The words were punctuated by a chopping motion of her hand and a rueful expression on her face. “I’m the oldest girl. A few brothers older than me. It was nice, having someone to commiserate with. But yea.” She took another swig. “I guess I’d prefer to have gone it alone if it meant they didn’t have to deal with that bullsh-t.” Giving a dry chuckle, she looked at Genesis. “I’m glad for them now, I suppose. I am close to two- Autumn and Winter. The rest...are either dead or keep to themselves. What about you? As an only child, is being in a crew like this welcome or hard to get used to?”

Sabina lips curled into a soft smile when she heard her name “Genesis. Oh my, how long has it been? Its great to see you once again. Missed you while I was gone.” She paused for a moment while raising up a new bottle of Johnny Walker Black before answering about the latest dig “I was going to say which one? The most interesting dig would be right outside of the City of Alexandria. Would you like to help me kill this bottle while talking about it? If you have some spare time, you are very welcome to come along.”

Kleines MadchenThat is wonderful to hear. I am glad you are finding new friends and enjoying yourself. I wish I could be so outgoing and friendly. Not really.. -chuckles- I enjoy the few friends that I do have and my solitude. Which includes you, I might add.

Kleines MadchenI am very glad to hear you are well. Ja.. you are correct. But.. do not train too hard. Remember to take time for yourself. Enjoy your life, it is the only one we get to live, ja? Unless you are a vampire. Then, you may be able to do everything you wish, for many lifetimes. I digress.. I am glad you contacted me. It has been a long time.

Kleines MadchenHallo! It has been a while since you left.. I was beginning to think that you would never return. To spare my heart from being broken, I left. :P Honestly, I had planned to return to the Taiga when Adara sent word that she requested my presence. I could not deny my charge. I am well though.. and I hope you have been well?

Peering at the ring, a slow smile spread on Summer’s lips. “Dexter?” It was an easy guess. His name was the only one Genesis had mentioned when talking of family. Beaming a wide grin, she nearly gushed, “I’m so happy for you! Congratulations to you both!” While Summer’s heart was indeed hardening and becoming more cynical and dark each passing day, inside lay a puddle of goo of optimism, hope, and romanticism. Little made that goo tremble with joy more than when two souls found each other in this wasteland called the Realm. “It took you for a loop, eh? Really, it came out of the blue?” Summer asked, incredulous.

A bit startled, Kiernan turned to see one his favourite people, whom he assumed had been missing, was back! "Gen!" Turning, he gives her a gentle but warm hug with both arms and wings. "I've been worried sick about you after you left for that hike." He wouldn't discuss details, especially since the latter half of that day was lost to a haze in his memory that was hard for him to penetrate. "Nevermind that though! I'm glad to see you home." Kiernan smiles warmly back to her. "How've you been, if you don't mind my asking?" He asked with genuine curiosity and concern in his voice.

Cracking off the top, Summer took a swig and laughed. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she nodded as she swallowed. “Yes, those are all my kin. There are fewer and fewer as the days go by though.” Her voice got a bit wistful, but that was soon remedied by another healthy swig from the bottle. Handing it back to Genesis, she gave a one-shouldered shrug. “It’s one of those things that is hard to describe because I don’t know any different. I do come from a big family. Ridiculously so-my parents were idiot drug addict hippies who f-cked like rabbits. Not that I don’t love my siblings, each and every damned one of them. It is nice to have that built-in support system.” Looking to the petite woman, she smiled. “It’s not unlike Azhi at all. A group of people you either may or may not choose to have by your side, but you know they’ve got your back no matter what regardless. My sister Autumn recently joined Azhi. You'd like her. She's a tough as nails firecracker.” Tilting her head, she asked, “No family at all? If that is too personal, no need to answer. The good thing about offering me a drink is- if I’m drinking, I’m not talking.” She laughed heartily.

*grins at the woman and eyeballs the bottle with much interest. Her favorite brand, of which she'd consumed much while in Cancun herself!*
I can think of nothing better than to do just that. I'm glad to see you back!

Kiernan looked a bit frustrated with himself, but he came up to tap Genesis gently on the shoulder. "Might be a day late but congrats on Profile of the day Gen! Not too often that we get our faces on the paper eh?" He said with a smile and a gentle nudge.

*jumps and screams at the 'ahem'**turns slowly all the while keeping Genesis' journal behind her back**smiles nervously* Haaaaaiii...*reeks of tequila* Shoot Addison? Oh...um...I don't think that would be a good idea because then blood would get all over the carpet, and it's white and blood stains are just so hard to get out of white carpeting...*not really but rambles on* Addison doesn't seem to be the thieving kind...cut your chicken's head off and bleed it to death to call upon a loa or something maybe but thievery, nahhhhh. *slips the book into the waist of her pants at the small of her back* Maybe Valentin took it. *deflects*

*sheeps* Thank you Genesis. It's odd to say the least. *cants head* Oh, we'll get you there and sooner than it took me. You've worked hard, we just need to tweak your program...just a little bit. *nods sagely*

Kiernan gaped at the poster for a moment before regaining his composure, coughing to clear his throat.

"I mean, you wouldn't need a wanted poster to do so I suppose." He smiled a bit. She was a marksman to boot anyways. Snickering himself, he shook his head. "Like hell it wouldn't hurt. I've seen you shoot before, not something I want to be on the receiving end of unless I can return the favour." Nudging her back with a wicked grin.

A brow rose for a moment in contemplation but ultimately she had to decline the offer of Neeked men. "I'll get you all the men you desire...but making big things go boom seems a much nicer fit for us. Oh, speaking of..." She reached in her pocket and produced a small button. After she pressed it a huge explosion went off from not far away. With an impish grin Mercy looked to Gen, "I know nothing."

Laughs and gently hip checks her friend, "You know if I'm gonna pay for a good time at least I should get some sort of action..." With a smirk she reaches in her boot and pulls out a much larger wad of cash. "Now this we could blow and get enough action for a week!"

Mercy can't help but snicker and laugh out loud, "I think we both know heaven has never had a part in my background." In a quick motion she unclasps her arms and jolts forward to wrap her oldest and dearest friend in a giant bear hug. After a moment of affectionate squishing she lets go with a Cheshire like smile. " Besides I know the real way to your heart is tequila and things that go boom!"

~Leaves a picnic basket full of single serving sizes of creole crawfish, gumbo, collard greens with ham, black eyed peas, fried corn bread and peach cobbler. The note attached states:~'A holiday meal tradition from my home city of New Orleans. We southerners believe a meal including black eyed peas and collard greens are for good fortune for the New Year. Hope you enjoy! Addison' P.S. There's a squeaky toy in the bottom of the basket for you wolf-girl. :P .

-lifts a thick brow and appraises the young woman, Genesis- Danke Fraulein..-pulls a beanie over his mohawk- I prefer to avoid the spotlight.. for no particular reason. -gives two thumbs up and a wink-

"Merry festivous!" Mercy, a bit intoxicated and dressed Ina Santa hat said with a grin. "Here! For you...may lights not be the only thing lit this holiday!" With a grin she hands over a bottle of special brewed egg nog. "Trust me it'll put anyone in a jolly mood." With a tip of her hat she strode out of sight yelling....Merry Christmas to all and to all a drunk night!

This was going to be an interesting night ”Between Dex, you and Addison, I am feeling at home all ready. As for that drink, lets kill that bottle.” Sabina begins to work on the cork upon the bottle of Tequila. Once the cork was cleared, she stuffs it in her pocket to save. Glancing to both, she brings the bottle to her lips ”I hope you don’t mind?” She takes a drink from the bottle. The liquor washed over her tongue and down her throat, burning at first, but it was that good burn that was going down. Clearing her throat ”MMM… Good stuff. Whose next?” Sabina extends the bottle out towards Genesis and Addison.

Sabina takes the bottle of Tequila while smiling ”Thank you. My name is Sabina and I hope that you will help me polish off this very nice bottle of Tequila. Pausing for a moment she spoke up again ”And I promise that I won’t be entering your room without permission.”,

"Where I've been I had no choice but to go. It doesn't matter now though. What matters is I'm back. And...I'm very thirsty." She let her lips curl into a wicked yet impish smile before holding her arms outstretched. Stepping forward she wrapped Genesis in a rather large hug before letting go. "I missed ya. How's about we wet out whistle and catch up?"

A cool breeze rustled the leaves and swirled them in a funnel patter along the ground. Shadows gathered and danced in rejoice at the impending arrival. Then there was an odd stillness before a familiar figure stepped from the darkness. "Miss me?"

Now more then ever she needed her best friend. Though she wasn't really all that sure how to reach out. So she simply showed up with both hands filled with liquor bottles and bags under her eyes. "So, uh...Jakes dead."

*Throws head back and laughs* You realize who your talking to right. I now over innocents for fun...sometimes. *c0vks head at given morals then grins* Gen, I'm not sure my morals are quite up to par with everyone else's. You realize I'll be the one encouraging the shady sh!t...then joining you! *shoves keys in her pocket and motions to the liquor* Let's get this party started! Oh, just don't let them think I died again...that's kinda a b!tch.

Oh that damn dog! Well, I'll find him eventually and when I do...*smirks sinister like and rubs hands together menacingly* Hey I'm not a reaper for nothing! *smug grin* But yes, let's get completely sh!t faced, I'll let you in on a few of Jakes and mine escapades...not all mind you, a girls gotta have some secrets. *winks*

You know if you were gonna search my pockets you could have at lest made it more fun for me. *Grins impishly as she folds her arms over her chest.* And lest ye forget, drinks are on me every night...I own a bar *laughs* Well stranger since your here and have a wad of my money, wanna celebrate with something hot and exploding?

Despite having a nasty hangover and being a bit dirty, Mercy didn't mind when her best friend tackled her. Instead she wrapped her arms around her and comforted her as much as she knew how. "Come on, you should know by now I'm hard to keep away for long. I just happen to be in an alcoholic comma a bit longer then I intended."